Post by Gavin Marks on Sept 2, 2009 1:18:29 GMT -5
the one and only
[/color]FULL NAME: What's up, kiddies? The name's Gavin Sterling Marks. Don't you dare forget it.
NICK NAME(S): Close friends of mine call me G-Money, G-Spot, Gav, and even sometimes Ster.
AGE: I am 19 years young.
BIRTHDAY: I made the world a better place on December First, 1989. I better get a present!
PLACE OF BIRTH: San Diego, Cali, baby!
PLAY-BY: I swear to God, if I get called Andy Sixx one more time...
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it's a lifestyle
[/color]OCCUPATION: Hell, I don't need a job. Mommy and Daddy sent me here with enough cash in a trust fund to supply even my worst habits.
BAND: Sorry, you can't have me; I already belong to Nihilist Society. Sucks for you, bitches!
POSITION: You know I dominate the mic; I'm the lead singer,[/i] sweetheart.
BAND HISTORY: When I moved to New Jersey, I didn't know anyone, felt pretty down. Then one day, I was just wanderin' through a back alley, when I heard some kick-ass music blarin' from somewhere nearby and, wouldn't you know it, that's how I met my boys from Nihilist Society. They were in need of a lead singer, so of course I offered my services. We've been tight as a drum ever since. When we graduated, we heard that there was a great music scene out here in Fairview, so we decided to check it out.
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you know I'm so hot
APPEARANCE: You have to admit, I'm a stud and a half. My hair's jet black and oh-so-straight, and it falls in front of my eyes; really annoying sometimes, not gonna lie. Speaking of my eyes, they're freakin' amazing-- bright blue with gray mixed in. No contacts, kiddies, they're all natural, and have been known to dazzle; you might wanna grab some shades! My teeth are perfect, straight, and white, and my lips are pouty and perfect for smoochin'. Wanna try? I've got light skin that I love, and a body that has girls a-shakin' in their shoes-- and I don't even work out! But I've got a six pack and some killer sex lines... Maybe I'll let you see sometime.
STYLE: I wear what I wear, what more can I say? I like skinny jeans and hoodies that fit me. None of that baggy shit; I'm not a gangsta gangsta or none of that crap. I wear shirts that fit me well, all expensive stuff, of course. I like checks, I like plaids, and I love black-- it's my best color. You won't catch me dead with a tank top on; those things are so damn ugly, I can't even touch one! You won't see me with a belt too often, either-- oh, what? My clothes fit? HUH?! As for my face, I wear eyeliner, eyeshadow. Gotta make my eyes POP!
MARKINGS: I've got a tattoo on the left side of my neck-- ex-girlfriend's phone number; drunken mistake. I've got a few lillies and a skull intertwined going up both my wrists, up to my elbows. Um.... Oh, yeah! And I've got stitches tattooed on my neck, hidden under the collar of my shirt. Another drunken mistake... I make a few.... I have a scar on my shin from when I went out a'walkin' (drunk, of course) and sliced up my leg on a yard marker. I think that's all.....
PIERCINGS: Well, let's see... I've got snakebite piercings in my lip, I change those out a lot; sometimes I've got studs, sometimes I've got rings. I've got my tongue pierced-- the ladies love it-- and my ears are pierced twice. What? Don't judge, back up.[/color]
all the small things
LIKES: Firstly you should know that I love the girls and the alcohol, not to mention pot and definately cigarettes, though I know they'll fuck up my voice. What doesn't, though? I love to party and I love to dance. I've been told that I'm good at making out, and God knows I love it. I get a kick out of corny movies, and I always watch them drinking hot cocoa and eating buttery popcorn. I won't tell anyone, but I love to read and aside from writing music, I also write a lot of poetry.
DISLIKES: I could go on for hours about this, but I'll try to keep it short and sweet. I can't stand cooking, mostly because I have to do it for myself now that I am living alone. I don't like hippies; yes, we know that we've only got one planet! If you're a jerk, then you better back the hell up; I may not like to, but I can and will win in a fight. Don't give me any of that hip-hop or rap music, and don't even try to take me clubbing. Don't be fake, don't give me rules, and don't even try to act like my parents; you will get hit.
STRENGTHS: I'm pretty good at singing, though I scream more than I sing. I'm a pro at being a peacekeeper, and I'm excellent at keeping secrets, too. I'm smart as hell, and I'm good with kids.
WEAKNESSES: My low self esteem is my biggest weakness. I have an addictive personality and I often struggle with my past. I don't let people in and I'm untrusting.[/i]
FEARS: Don't tell anyone, but I'm scared to death of seeing blood; I've got a weak stomach for that. I'm also scared of getting a girl pregnant. Again.
HABITS: I tend to flick my hair[/i] a lot, and I twitch my nose when I'm nervous. Also, when I'm thinking dirty thoughts, I toy with my lip ring, using my tongue, of course-- that's one of it's many talents.
GOALS: I want to be able to come to terms with the shit in my past. It's not so much to ask... right? That, and I want my band to go big, but ain't that every musician's dream?
SECRET: I got a girl pregnant when I was 13, and I cut off all contact with her; I even made my parents move us to the other side of the country so I wouldn't have to face it. I've never met my baby, and I only met the girl once; one night stands come back to haunt you. No one knows my secret, not even my bandmates or my parents.
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quite the charmer
PERSONALITY: Oh, and here's where we get to the fun part. First off the bat, you should know that I'm really annoying; not gonna lie, even I've come to realize that over the years. I love to talk, and sometimes I play practical jokes on people, though not all that often. I'm a bit of an asshole if you catch me on a bad day.
When I'm drunk, I'm all laughs and smiles, and I happen to like drinking, so most of the time, I'm smiling. When I'm stoned, I get really mellowed out, which is a nice switch from my hyper drunk self. I don't care what people say about me-- at least, that's what I lead people to believe. Inside, though, when someone puts me down, it really does hurt; yes, even this ass has feelings.
I make and keep friends pretty easily, but then again, because of my personality, I make a lot of enemies, too. I'm a loyal friend, and the best secret keeper you're ever gonna meet, even when I'm too drunk to know what I'm saying. Hell, I've got secrets from pre-school that I've still got locked up.
I'm a bit of a man-whore.... Okay, I'm a big man-whore. I like to get laid-- what guy doesn't? It's worse when I'm under the influence, but even when I'm sober, I love the ladies, and they love me. Well, most of them do. When a girl denies me, I get pretty pissy. I'm pretty non-confrontational, but if I need to, I'll fight hard, especially to protect those I care for.
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you know I can't resist
SEXUALITY: I'm as straight as a board.
TURN ONS: I like a girl with a great smile,[/i] and I just love it when a girl likes to laugh.[/i] If they've got tattoos or piercings, I can't hardly control myself. And Heaven help me if a girl is smart;[/b] actually being able to carry on a conversation is a must.
TURN OFFS: Don't come near me if you're stuck up or if you have a hatred of music. I don't like it when a girl tries to be too pushy[/b] or dominant,[/b] and it's an instant NO if she tries to change me. If she's too conservetive, it just won't happen.
RELATIONSHIP HISTORY: Like I said, I'm a man-whore; my main thought is usually "Who haven't I fucked?" I don't like commitments and I don't want to be tied down any time soon. My commitment issues stem from the fact that I knocked a girl up when I was only thirteen, and my biggest fear is getting another girl pregnant. I haven't had a single relationship that lasted longer than four days, and I don't plan on it any time soon.... Maybe.[/size][/color]
legend in the making
MOTHER: My mom's name is Elaine Christine Marks,[/i] her maiden name is Samuels,[/i] and she is my beacon of light and guidence. When I'm straying off the beaten path, my mom's always there to guide me back to where I need to be. She's so understanding of all that I'm going through, and I feel that I could tell her all my secrets, but I don't, because it would break her heart. My mom is fourty nine[/i] years old, which means she was nineteen years old when she had me. My mom knows that I've had sex, and is always telling me to be safe. I can't imagine who I would be if I hadn't been raised by this woman; I'd be worse than I already am, and that's really saying something!
FATHER: Ah, my dad. His name's Sterling Andrew Chadwick Marks,[/i] and yes, he is just as stuck up and rich as his name implies. His dad, my grandpa, was the owner of some big company that went huge-- I don't pay attention to the history of our money. All I know is, when grand-dad died, we got a shit-ton of money in the will, not to mention what we already had from Dad's job, whatever that is. My dad is fifty six[/i] years old, quite a bit older than my mother; I wonder how they ever fell for each other. Our relationship isn't too bad; he's sick of me asking him for money, though.
SIBLINGS: My dad swears up and down that he never had any other children with anyone else, but my mother and I think that he'd fathered more than just me. I might have a dozen siblings that I don't know about-- or care about.
HISTORY: I was born in a swanky little hospital in San Diego, California, on a bright and sunny December 1st; I know, what an oxymoron, right? Anyway, my life was pretty normal for the first three years of my life, but then a wonderous thing happened; I began to realize that I could get anything I wanted from my parents if I just made a pouty face. I got cookies, I got toys... Life was sweet.
Things went that way until I hit twelve years old. Puberty became a term I was quite familiar with, and I discovered the best thing in my life; the female gender. At my thirteenth birthday party, I invited everyone I knew; we all stayed at a hotel. That was where I first discovered cigarettes, alcohol, and sex. From that day forward, I was the biggest partier in the school; tappin' ass and takin' names.
And then it all came crashing down. I met Traci at a party, which my parents still to this day do not know I went to, and we ended up heading up to the bedroom together. She went to another school than I did, so after a few drinks, I decided to get friendly with her. After the dirty deed was done, we exchanged numbers(because she asked if we could; I never would have otherwise) and went our seperate ways. About a month and half later, I get a call from Traci. Guess who's got a bun in the oven?
I panicked. I told my parents that I did not want to stay another minute in California, threw and complete and total hissy fit, and we ended up moving out the same week that I got the call. I haven't spoken to Traci since; I got a new phone number and cut off all ties from Cali. New Jersey was good to me, and I soon stumbled upon group of people which would later form into the band called Nihilist Society. After I graduated from New Jersey's best school, the band and I moved out to Fairview, because we heard the music scene was good. Now I've got a kid that I've never met, a drinking problem, I'm probably a sex addict, and you know how it all came to be.[/color]
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master of curtains
NAME: Hope
AGE: 15, almost 16
CONTACT: email, pm
OTHER CHARACTERS: Nevaeh Cope
CODEWORD: kangaroo canoe
